Never divorce, never stop getting rich

"Let me go! This is kidnapping and imprisonment. I'm going to file a complaint with the authorities!"

The leader of the Bilian Sect was carried by Wen Chun into the quiet room. His beard was messy, his hair was loose, and his clothes were wrinkled. He became angry when he saw Qian Qiansui.

"If you want to file a complaint, I'll take you there. But how will you explain to the adults then why the leader of the Bilian Sect was kidnapped? What did the leader want to do by hiding his identity for so many years?"

Qian Qiansui was sitting opposite the leader. Only Qian Qiansui and Wen Chun knew about this matter. There were only three of them in the room, and she didn't want to cause any trouble.

"You've got the wrong person! I'm just a poor storyteller. Don't even think of putting that hat on me!"

After hearing what Qian Qiansui said, the leader actually calmed down and stopped struggling, as if he was sure that Qian Qiansui had caught the wrong person, rather than that he had met an enemy.

Wen Chun began to suspect that Qian Qiansui had arrested the wrong person.

Qian Qiansui did not refute, but asked Wen Chun to leave first. He lit a stick of incense and said to the leader: "I know that you are eloquent, but I have no ill intentions. I just want to cooperate with you. Please have a good sleep first and see my sincerity."

After saying that, he pushed the door open and went out.

Waiting for the door to close, the leader turned over and was about to get up. There was a sharp blade hidden between his fingers. He had many opportunities to escape along the way, but he was also very aware of the situation.

The young man beside the lady was no ordinary man. He was worried that if he ran away one moment, he would be killed on the spot the next.

His great cause had not been accomplished, so he must not die in vain.

The rope was not broken, and the leader had not yet reacted when the sharp blade fell to the ground. His mind went blank and fatigue came over him.

When he suddenly opened his eyes again, the leader was standing on a street. No one knew what the street was made of. It was flat and clean, with strange white lines painted on it and surrounded by what looked like iron fences.

There were lush trees on both sides of the road, forming shade. He took two steps forward and his view became wider. Behind the trees were tall buildings reaching into the sky.

Unlike the Star-Picking Towers he had seen that were used for sacrifices, these tall buildings seemed to be inhabited, and the floors were at heights he could not even dream of.

"Is it interesting, Leader?" The Leader turned around and saw the lady who had kidnapped him standing there. She was wearing strange clothes and her hair was much shorter.

"What kind of magic is this? It's so powerful!" The leader asked excitedly without any fear.

Qian Qiansui avoided answering and said, "Okay, go see what you want to see most."

Turning his sight, he saw the leader and Qian Qiansui sitting in an iron box. Qian Qiansui was holding a round plate in his hand. He just twisted it a few times casually, and the iron box actually moved. The leader leaned on the window and looked out. Everywhere he saw scenery he had never seen before.

Qian Qiansui shifted gears excitedly. The illusion was the best. It allowed her, who couldn't even pass the driving test, to experience the joy of driving.

"What kind of monster is this? It can actually carry people and move at such a fast speed!" The leader touched the furnishings inside the car, feeling that this dream was too real.

"It's a car, about the same as a horse-drawn carriage."

As he spoke, Qian Qiansui drove to the gate of a primary school. It was school time, and children of different grades and ages walked into the school gate one after another.

The security guard at the door sometimes chats with one or two of the children. The children hang out with each other, both boys and girls, and it looks very harmonious and warm.

"They are all very healthy."

The leader was sitting in the car. He thought the car was very novel at first, but after seeing the group of children, all his attention was drawn to it.

“Can both boys and girls go to school here?”

"Everyone must go to school, and they must go to school. Nine years of compulsory education is everyone's right and obligation to go to school."

Qian Qiansui also looked out the window. Although this illusion was changed according to her thoughts, seeing the familiar scenes from her previous life still made her miss them very much.

"Then can they take the imperial examination? Can they all take the imperial examination?" The leader looked at the children's chubby cheeks and smiled with satisfaction. It was obvious at a glance that these children were well taken care of.

"Yes, after nine years of compulsory education, you can choose a variety of professional schools that suit your interests. Then, those who pass the imperial examination can choose a better school.

But here, the purpose of passing the imperial examinations is not just to become an official, but to contribute to the world in many different ways."

Qian Qiansui tried his best to explain in a way that the leader could understand, "Also, the imperial examination is not the only way out for students. If you want to have a good life, you can't rely solely on the imperial examination."

She also graduated from a key university, but she was still cheated, owed a lot of debts after starting her own business, and became the bottom of society.

"Is there a war here?" the leader suddenly asked again.

"Of course, but this piece of land is well protected."

Qian Qiansui pulled the leader, and the surrounding scenery changed again. The two sat on the plane, watching the light spots coming and going in the sky, converging in the air and turning into dazzling fireworks, which was both beautiful and dangerous.

"This is no longer the era of cold weapons. Weapons have a wider and more destructive range. Only when your fists are big and strong enough will no one bully you. Only then can the children of this land thrive and have a better future."

Qian Qiansui suddenly smiled and said, "All fears come from insufficient firepower. As long as you are strong enough, what you fear will not happen."

"Heaven and earth, the people are happy, men and women are equal, and children are happy." The leader closed his eyes and said, "Madam, do you want to be the empress?"

Qian Qiansui shook his head and said, "The world you want has nothing to do with whether there is an emperor or not. While a good leader is important, it's not enough for stability. Humans are not immortal. Only a good system can preserve the fruits of their labor."

"What do you want me to do?" The leader looked at Qian Qiansui with burning eyes, and his white beard drew a circle in the air.

"This world didn't develop into what it is today by chance. It has also experienced war, suffering, and reform. I don't know how long it will take for the world you want to become a reality, but children are our hope. Only when our youth are strong can our nation be strong."

Qian Qiansui said firmly, "It's difficult to change existing ideas, but it's relatively easy to pass them on to the next generation. A single spark can start a prairie fire. Master, come to my academy. The children need a guide to lead them into a new world."

Little guy, let's see if I can fool you this time. Qian Qiansui painted a big picture with great passion. In the book, Fu Zichaan used the bait of helping the leader to reform after becoming emperor to get the leader to be his assistant. But that was empty talk. She made a PPT this time. She didn't believe that the leader would not be tempted!

"Madam is right!" The leader seemed to have been enlightened. He had lost before because his followers were all elders or conservatives, while children were the ones with unlimited possibilities.

As long as the children have a heart for peace, fairness and creating the future, there is no need to worry about no one realizing his dream. One generation cannot make two generations, and two generations cannot make three generations. Even if he dies, there will be people who share the same ideals as him to continue to inherit.

"Absolute fairness is unattainable, but relative fairness will eventually be achieved." Qian Qiansui thought for a moment and asked, "By the way, I haven't asked what the leader's name should be?"

He is about to become a master, so he can't still be called the leader. He is not an organization.

"Oh, my last name is Deng, and my name is Deng Buduo."

Qian Qiansui was stunned. Why did this name sound so familiar? It seemed particularly harmonious with the white beard.